! CHAPTER ONE.
This is my first published fan fiction! I also want to mention that I did get some of an idea of what to do from a different fan fiction, but none of the events were copied. I do love some comments, and it helps me improve. Enjoy!
! CHAPTER ONE.
Draco woke up to a bunch of people muttering around him. He heard a quiet,"What happened?" and opened his eyes. His Slytherin housemates were clattered around him. It took him a bit of time to realize he was in the hospital wing.
He muttered,"What the hell happened?" As he stretched and rubbed his eyes. "You fell off your broom during quidditch. We had to stop the game because of you." His housemate, Crabbe told him. "You fell off, staring at Potter." His best friend, Blaise joked. A few people chuckled. Draco furrowed his brow. "Oh, bugger off. It doesn't even make sense. We played Hufflepuff today." Draco protested. Blaise whispered,"Exactly, Malfoy."
He was later let out of the hospital wing just in time to go to lunch. He was kind of embarrassed to go, and have all these people asking if he's okay, but he also kind of liked the attention. He thought that maybe Harry would speak to him today. He kept looking in the Gryffindor table's direction, waiting for the brown haired boy to turn around. "Draco!" He heard Blaise yell. He ignored her the whole time they were eating. He seemed confused and somewhat mad. "Whatever. I'll tell you the story in potions." Pansy, his other best friend said. And so, they headed off to potions.
Today, they were supposed to make a potion to decrease the damage of any injury. Draco decided to partner up with Blaise, as he didn't want to hear whatever story Pansy wanted to tell him. Ron, of course partnered up with Hermione. Although, no one could tell wether Ron really liked her, or was just using her knowledge to actually make the potion right. Cho partnered up with Harry. Draco could tell Cho was flirting with Harry within the first 2 minutes he was watching them. He got angry as Harry laughed at some joke Cho told him. He got jealous. And before he knew it, he was grabbing a glass Blaise told him to grab, and dropping it to the ground. He heard a loud crash of the glass, and then people shuffling, and turning around to see what happened. He looked around, and saw that the entire class was staring at him, including Harry and professor Snape. " , if you do not pick up the glass right now, you are going to get detention for the rest of the week." Professor Snape loudly announced as Malfoy dropped to the ground to pick up the spilled glass. "Detention, today in the forbidden forest and 5 points deducted from the Slytherin house." Snape said. At first, Draco hated the fact he got detention. He knew it would take forever to get out of there and he hated it. Until, about 20 minutes later, Snape said," , I hope your fooling around was worth it, because you just got yourself into detention and 10 points removed from the Gryffindor house. Hope you and have fun." He knew what he was doing. He knew Harry and Malfoy,"hate each other,". The only thing he didn't know is that they both were looking forward to it.
Although, Draco started doubting himself. He knew he was going to say something insulting, and would make Potter hate him even more. He was thinking about skipping it. But, it would make things worse. His father would be furious for being a coward and Snape would give him a longer detention. Perhaps something worse. He didn't know what to do. How to act, speak. Should he act nice? No, it would throw people off. Think there was something wrong with him. Should he insult him? Make him hate him even more? No. It self explanatory. Insulting Harry would make this even worse. Should be do both? Act like he hates him, but be nice or at least polite? Maybe something like that would work.
They went off to detention. They met at the entrance, exchanged polite hello's and Draco decided to realize his plan. "So, Potter. Do you mind if I ask you a question?" Draco asked. Harry stayed quiet. "It's rude not to answer a question, Potter. You'd think the boy-who-lived would have some manners." Draco continued, trying not to cause an argument. "Believe me, Malfoy. It's better if we don't indulge conversation." Harry finally answered. "Guess I'll just continue with my question." Malfoy began. "Why are you still at hogwarts? You've been here six years. I think you already got the memo that Voldemort wants you dead. Why not go off and live a perfect muggle life?" He continued. "Why do you care if Voldemort wants me dead? Starting to care, Malfoy?" Harry snapped. "Nope. Just curious and bored." He answered. "My aunt and uncle- the relatives that raised me- hate me for being a wizard. It's better staying here and fighting dementors and Voldemort than being there and having to hear about, my,"drunk dad," or my,"crazy mother,"." Harry opened up. "Wow, Potter. Getting personal? Who knew that the perfect Potter has home issues? Still living in a cupboard below the stairs?" Malfoy tried his best to sound normal. He tried acting tough and snarky, but really he felt sad for Harry. Harry quickly pulled out his wand and pointed it right at Malfoy. Malfoy jerked and jumped back and the sight of the wand. "Enough! Enough bloody talk! Just leave me alone!" Harry yelled. He seemed angry. Draco knew he messed up. But, he left the boy alone. Harry walked off, and Draco sat under a tree. A few minutes passed, when Malfoy heard a roar. He whispered,"Bollocks" and ran to see what happened. He ran faster than ever. He stopped when he saw Harry on the ground and his wand dropped far away. The thing roared again and Harry pointed out towards the black sky. Draco pulled out his wand and yelled,"Avada kedavra!"immediately killing the invisible creature that almost killed Harry. Draco offered Harry his hand to help him get up. "Thanks." Harry said, relieved. "Shush up. I need someone to help me get out of here." Malfoy answered.
When they did get out, they exchanged good bye's and separated to go to their rooms. Draco was pretty happy with the way they ended the night. Sure, he pissed Harry off, but he made up for it by saving him. He wondered about what would've happened if he just left him there. Would he die? Would he save himself? He was just glad he was there. Draco dozed off, thinking about him.